Jenna Ortega Parents Novels & Stories

"That girl was supposed to be our ticket out of poverty! A billionaire son fell in love with her. An Ortega! Do you even understand the weight of that name? But no... she chose to be the massive disappointment she has always been." "My daughter is not a disappointment," my dad countered, his voice steadying. "If I failed as a father to provide for this family, that responsibility should never have been hers to take. She is young. We all make mistakes and learn from them. If an Ortega comes and goes, then he simply wasn't meant for her."

" I was sure I had heard her call Mr. Smith, her father. My curiosity was at its peak, so I shifted my gaze to her, eyeing her suspiciously. She wore a purple gown that hugged her curves perfectly with matching black heels and had light make-up on. "Who are you?" I asked with a cold voice. She instantly smiled. "My name is Megan Smith, the daughter of Mr. Smith." "Oh," I simply scowled and looked away. "Aren't you going to tell me your name?" she asked. I sighed deeply, knowing it would be unfair not to reply to her after getting her name. "Adrian Ortega," I replied curtly. "What?!! " she screamed, immediately covering her mouth with her hands. Her eyes widened for a moment. "The Mr. Ortega?

"Break up with your girlfriend then, and marry Yvonne Ortega." I quickly turned to my mother who confidently walked inside our living room. After 1 year, she is now in a good condition and not as pale and weak as before because of her kidney disease. The Ortega family helped us to find a donor for her operation, though we don't know the donor since we were not been informed about it, but we handed over a letter as a signed of our deep gratitude. Hindi ko maintindihan si Mama kung bakit una palang ay pinagkasundo niya na ako sa nag-iisang anak ng mga Ortega.

“She knows she doesn’t belong here.” But Marcus smiled softly and continued, “Jenna signed a huge deal with J&J Corporation. Her ability is unquestionable. But... her relationship with my son isn’t what you all imagined.” Another pause. Every ear leaned closer. Every eye was fixed on Marcus. Then his smile widened. Proud. Unapologetic. “I’d like to take this opportunity to introduce Jenna to everyone.” Gasps rippled across the crowd. Whispers bloomed instantly. Even the media crew shifted their cameras closer. A few of the Hidalgos sat upright, their confusion written all over their faces. Rex’s eyes narrowed, his mind racing.

Only the whites could be seen in her wide-open eyes. When Olga was conscious again, she noticed that his cronies were gone. "I need your help." "What?" Ram steered her hands to his pole. "To kidnap Orlando." "Who is Orlando?" Ram clutched her hair tightly. His jealousy colored his face a glowing green. "Ouch! Orlando Quintanar! My grandson!" Excruciating pain made Olga's voice raucous. "Ah! The father of your granddaughters!" "Yes! Loosen your fingers, Ram!"

Perhaps she intended to bring up the past, or share stories about Damon's life at the base. "It's not about Damon. It's about you, Reina," Nica began, catching me off guard. "Me? What is it?" I asked, completely confused. "Was anyone among your parents a healer?" Nica questioned, leaning forward. "No. My father is an Alpha, while my mother was an Omega," I replied. "But why are you asking me that? You might not have sensed my wolf. Yes, I am wolfless. A lot happened to me in the past that left me without a wolf. It just doesn't manifest."

At least I don’t have to worry about it now. I actually felt sorry for Jenna. Her dad died from a drunk driving accident a few years after her little sister was born and her mom died a little after my parents. Jenna and her siblings, Alex and Laura, were left behind. Hence why Jenna was working at the Moras’ residence–to support her siblings. She had dreams of landing a rich boyfriend to take care of them, so she wouldn’t have to worry so much about money. I didn’t agree with her methods, but who was I to judge?

“Sorry, we’re late. Traffic’s bad.” “Oh well, the important thing is that you’re here, at last. Come in, come in, all of you!” Mrs. Ortega was a small, stout woman who’s smile can brighten up the dark sky. Her husband, on the other hand was taller than Bullet. He’s got curly gray hair and by the way he smiles, Astrid instantly knew where Bullet got his charm from. “Oh my, is this she, Sammie?” Mrs. Ortega was all smiles, as well as Bullet’s Dad. They came closer to Luna and just looked at her. “How lovely little lady!”

Natasha said, taking a bite from one of the pancakes. "I know..." Jenna muttered, all the while trying to avoid a conversation about Natasha's father everytime she brought it up. "Mom, how... " "Nat, we talked about this. It was an accident. " Jenna was getting annoyed and it was something Natasha never understood and only made her press even more. "But Mom...!" "Natasha, enough!" shot back Jenna, "finish your breakfast and go to school!" They had been doing this for quite a while, especially after Natasha had tried to learn more about her dad from Uncle Damon and Aunt Rachel who never seemed to tell her anything until they both left Georgia for California back in 2021 after getting engaged